Never Hit Softly: Cosmo and Wanda (as fish) talk to Sunset.
"Don't worry Timmy," Sunset said with a warm smile while hugging the boy, "there will be other races."
"Aww," Cosmo and Wanda said, watching this with a smile. To their confusion, Sunset gazed at them.
"Did those fish say 'aww'," Sunset said, releasing the boy to look at the fish.
"Uh, I don't know what you're talking about," Timmy argued unconvincingly.
"Yeah." Cosmo said aloud, "Talking fish is the craziest thing ever." He paused when he saw Wanda glaring at him. "What?"
"Those fish are talking," Sunset said with shock.
"You're probably just imagining things," Timmy said with an uneasy smile.
"Don't play dumb with me," Sunset said with a severe frown, "you can't fool me. I know what you're hiding!"
"Hide what?" Timmy said nervously. Cosmo and Wanda looked nervous, too.
"I thought you were keeping something from me," Sunset said in a foreboding voice, "but now I know."
"Know what?" Timmy said with a sheepish smile.
"That you imported talking fish and never told me," Sunset said a glare.
"No, I don't have fa-," Timmy did a double take, "I mean what?"
"You bought yourself talking fish and tried to keep them for yourself," Sunset said in a wounded tone.
"Oh sorry," Timmy said uneasily, "it's just that they are so valuable, I'd hate to lose them. I had to buy them from...Mexico."
"Mexico," Sunset said with a wry grin, "but wouldn't they speak Spanish?"
"Uh," Cosmo said, "arroz con frijoles, queso, burrito."
"Uh," Wanda said, pulling out a tiny Spanish-English dictionary and turning the pages with her fins, "para Español, marque el numero dos." Sunset looked like she was trying to suppress a laugh.
"Neat," Sunset said with a snort, "anyways, Timmy, Dash, and I will talk to Waxelplax and fix this. There is no way they can get away with this."
The Honeymoon Is Over: Doombringer replaces Timmy with a pile of bricks.
Sunset came to after a few minutes. She pulled herself up from the asphalt of Dimmsdale Elementary's playground. She broke out of her daze when she remembered what happened.
"Timmy," Sunset called out, "Timmy."
"Sunset cool it," Chester said.
"Timmy's over there," A.J. said. Sunset looked and saw...
It was a pile of bricks in a wagon with a copy of Timmy's hat on top of it.
"That's not Timmy," Sunset said, "it's a pile of bricks." Chester and AJ looked offended.
"How could you say that about Timmy," Chester said.
"Sure, he's gained weight," AJ said, "but he's not that fat." Sunset looked at Timmy's friends with disbelief.
"That doesn't look a thing like Timmy," Sunset said with a yell. "He hasn't said a word."
"Because he's traumatized by your insulting his weight," Chester said angrily. Sunset took a deep breath, remembering how logic and reason seemed to go up in flames in this town. If she couldn't fight madness, she would work within it. Sunset walked up to the pile of bricks and took the hat off.
"See," Sunset said.
"Sunset, how could you steal Timmy's hat," AJ yelled.
"What?" Sunset asked with disbelief. Chester snatched him away.
"Taking my friend's hat," Chester said with some anger. He was about to happily return the hat to "Timmy" until he looked inside it.
"Oh my gosh," Chester said, "this hat has been bleached. Timmy usually dry cleans his hat."
"That means," AJ said with horror, "it is a ton of bricks!"
"Sunset," Chester said, "why didn't you say anything," Sunset said nothing but felt a small twitch in her eye as she stared at Timmy's friends..
Camp Learn-A-Torium's Safety Seminar: Gilda humiliates Francis.
After being pulled away, Timmy had calmed down thanks to Pinkie's kindness. But soon Pinkie produced something that helped him even more.
"You got me pants," Timmy said with confusion.
"Like I said," Pinkie Pie said gently, "I help my friends." Timmy gave her a grateful smile. His joy faded when a grey-skinned bully approached him with a nasty smile.
"Hey Turner," Francis said with a taunting expression, "don't have a drink of water before you go to bed." Timmy's face became one of shame.
"Ignore him," Pinkie said to Timmy, gently pushing him into the bathroom. When the door was shut, Pinkie turned to glare at Francis.
"Why are you so mean to him," Pinkie Pie asked Francis, "you...you meanie!"
"Oh," Francis said sarcastically, "That so hurts me. What are you going to do? Die my hair, your ugly pink."
"How dare you?" Pinkie said in a wounded tone.
"You think I'm afraid of you," Francis said mockingly.
"But maybe you'll be afraid of me," a voice said from behind. Francis stammered with terror when he saw Sunset glaring at him.
"Sunset," Francis said nervously, "how have you been?"
"Great," Sunset said with a fake smile, "but it appears you forgot our discussion about what would happen if you kept messing with Timmy." Francis nervously backed away from her, but then a smug smile came to his face.
"But I'm 12, and you 17, and we're in a public school," Francis gloated, "I could report you if you attacked me."
"Good point," Sunset said, stroking our chin, "I care about my permanent record and the law."
"But I don't." A voice from behind Francis said. Francis felt himself shoved against a locker and forced to face an angry Gilda.
"You think it's funny to make little kids cry," Gilda said, yellow eyes boring into Francis' soul.
"Uh," Francis said.
"Maybe I should make you cry," Gilda said with a growl. She picked Francis up by his legs and dragged him into another bathroom. "I'll be the rod, and you be the bait," Gilda said with a nasty smirk.
"No, please," Francis begged. Gilda gave him several swirlies and dropped him in the middle of the hallway with his pants damp.
"Hey everybody," Gilda shouted to all the kids in the hallway, "Francis wet his pants." Everyone started laughing at the bully and pointing fingers at him. Francis felt his lip quiver at everyone's laughter before running away in tears.
"Loser," Gilda said with contempt.